episode_0004

A silver coin whose sender is unknown.

A letter with unknown meaning.

The ripples it created were powerful enough to confuse the three heads.

“Couldn’t someone be spying on Hong Seong-moon?”

Hongryeon’s lips closed at Yuhee’s words. It was a story with plenty of potential.

Hongseongmun Gate is where Geomseong is located. As such, many people in Moorim were showing interest. Sword Saint Na Yerin is a person who does not come out of Jaffa unless there is something special to do.

The reason she goes outside is when a big problem arises in Moorim.

or.

It was only when his student was in danger.

“They say there has been a lot of confusion in Moorim recently.”

Monsters that suddenly began to increase in number.

The bandits began to move in a more systematic manner.

I had heard before when I went to the Murim Alliance to carry out an inspection and investigation mission that there were many disturbing movements within the imperial family, such as the movement of materials.

Therefore, Hongryeon could not deny that if there was a dark force that had to bring chaos to the world, one of the first people they should check was Geomseong.

“First, try to confuse Hong Seong-moon by shaking up the youngest…?”

But even so, the possibility was not very high. Of course, it is clear that Sayun is the youngest child loved by the monks, but does she have a great influence on Hongseongmun itself? If you ask me, that was definitely not the case.

Even if she was shaken by one or two letters like this, Hongseongmun was able to control it well.

If you wanted to touch him like this, you had to target someone other than Sayoon.

“Okay. You should aim for me.”

The owner of Hongseongmun was Na Ye-rin, but the person who actually ran Hongseongmun and taught the students was Hongryeon.

Because without her, Hongseongmun would shake and collapse right away.

“Hmm… Then maybe we anticipated this confusing reaction and sent this?”

In this way, objects of unknown meaning are sent to arouse suspicion and questioning, preventing them from moving carelessly.

Hongryeon slowly crossed her arms. By pressing a woman’s mature breasts so hard that they swell, it stimulates the body and evokes thoughts.

However, there was no specific answer.

There were too many possibilities to follow Yu Hee’s words, and there were many other good ways to prevent Hong Seong-moon’s movements, even if it wasn’t this way.

“Or… um. What if it’s purely to support Sayun?”

“Who?”

“….What, who, who?”

Yuhui glanced at Sayun briefly. She doesn’t seem to know herself, so how could Yu-hee know?

“Wouldn’t it be better if they went out and showed their skills like me or the other sisters… The youngest hasn’t even mastered the first half of Hongseong Shingong properly yet. But are you supporting Sayun?”

“Invest looking at the future…”

“If you had invested with the prospect in mind, you would have revealed who you were rather than hiding your name.”

Yuhee kept her mouth shut at Hongryeon’s calm words.

Well, that’s also true.

“Continued support without revealing the name… A. I don’t think this is right.”

Hongryeon glanced at Sayun at Yuhui’s muttering. In her small hand was a letter.

Just one line of text. The small hand holding the sign that contained only the words, “I was worried about eating,” was trembling slightly.

“The youngest.”

“Yes, yes. Ambassador.”

“I don’t know who sent it. If it was sent to harm you, don’t worry.”

Thinking that the youngest was clearly anxious, Hongryeon raised her hand. I tried to put a smile on my slightly blunt-looking mouth. Then he reached out and stroked her head and spoke seriously.

“Under the Master, we are all like sisters. We will all protect you, the youngest.”

“…Thank you…”

A heated red energy enveloped the girl. Joy, and sorry. Sayoon slightly lowered her head as she felt a strange tickling sensation in her chest.

“Anyway, there doesn’t seem to be any major problems with the station itself so far… I’ll see you if I come again.”

All that remains is this hermit. Hongryeon stared at Eunja and placed it in Sayun’s hand.

“It is in your name, so it is correct for you to use it.”

Sayun looked at the eunja held in her hand. He became a disciple of Na Ye-rin, and later, under her guidance, he entered Hongseongmun.

However, due to the frugal nature of the clan, I had never seen or touched such a large amount of money.

I never thought the weight of a single hermit would be this heavy.

Sayun held it tightly and held it out to Hongryeon.

“Hmm?”

“Sir, can you use it for the business’s operating expenses?”

I received so much. I have been given a very happy life.

But he couldn’t do anything in return.

So, what if this money could be used to add a little to operating expenses?

Hongryeon, facing the will in Sayoon’s eyes, smiled and shook her head.

“Hong Seong-moon is not that poor. Use it to buy what you need.”

“…Yes.”

I was slightly downcast at the obvious rejection. Hongryeon stroked the small bowed head and pointed to a bundle of books and boxes.

“Then just keep doing what you were doing.”

Just a little bit.

For some, it was a big amount of money, and for others, it was a small amount of money.

And, for Sayun, who had lived as a beggar and orphan her whole life, it was an absurdly large amount of money.

“What are you going to do with it?”

“Well, I don’t know?”

When Yoo Hee asked as she came out of Hongryeon’s room, Sayun was worried.

With just one silver nyang, you can buy twenty of those delicious confections.

No, if you go down from Hongseongmun to buy something, you must stop by at the store where you have to stop by. If you buy 20 pieces, they give you one more as a bonus, so it was enough money to buy 21 pieces.

“In the first place, you have to spend your free money quickly.”

“Free money… maybe?”

“Then it’s just free money, isn’t it? I don’t know who sent it, but it was in your name, right?”

“But… if I use this for no reason and a problem arises…”

“A~. Something like this could cause a problem~.”

To Yu-hee, one silver nyang was not that much money. That’s why I found Sayoon hesitating so hesitantly with only a small amount of money both cute and pitiful.

She stroked Sayun’s head.

“In the future, you too will easily see at least one silver nyang. And it is difficult for a disciple of Hong Seong-moon to be so burdened by the weight of money.”

“Ummmm…”

“Or do you want to go out with me later?”

“…Yes. I’ll think about it.”

She nodded slightly, clutching the silver coin in her pocket.

A few days have passed since I received the silver coin. Sayoon, who had been struggling for a while, finally decided on a place to use it and decided to go outside with Yuhee.

The Seomhwachon they went down to was so luxurious and comfortable that it seemed like another world to Sayoon.

In the crowded market, there were many stalls selling delicious-looking things, and there were also many strange items.

When I was a beggar, I couldn’t enter the market without permission. It’s natural. Most beggars not only beg but also steal things. However, since she was no longer a beggar wearing Hong Seong-moon’s uniform, people in the market were smiling at her and making efforts to sell goods.

Sayoon felt a constant tingling in her chest.

He is no longer a beggar.

You are no longer alone.

Yu-hee grinned as the small hand holding his hand gained strength and squeezed it even harder.

“That… my sister-in-law.”

“Huh? ah. okay. Have you decided what you want to buy? Do you want to buy clothes? Or a plaything…”

“…sweets.”

With a red face, Sayun muttered softly. Yuhee laughed as she saw her beautiful skin turning red as if it would explode at any moment, and led her straight to the store.

As soon as they arrived at the only store in Seomhwachon, Sayun’s eyes widened.

The items sold at the market were good and looked desirable, but the items sold at the store looked even better.

Hairpins made of jade or accessories made of colored threads.

There were so many things that made the girl’s heart flutter.

But among them, there is one thing that Sayoon is looking at. It was a colorful and delicious-looking confectionery.

“I… want to buy sweets.”

“Yes! How many would you like?!”

When the lively-looking clerk asked with a smile, she took out a silver coin from her pocket.

“How many can you buy with this silver coin?”

“Let’s see… Yes. For every 20 you get one as a bonus!”

“Please give me everything.”

“Yes!”

After a while, sweets are piled up in a bamboo box. By the time she received it, Yuhui had returned after purchasing the necessary items.

“Oh. Did you buy it?”

“Yes.”

“Let’s see… Huh? Why did you buy so many sweets?”

Sayoon smiled sheepishly at Yoohee, who looked puzzled.

“…I want to give it to my sisters…and to my teacher.”

The teacher who saved me from being a useless beggar.

The recluse’s sisters who cherish her like her own sisters.

I wanted to give back even a little bit to those who were a light to me when I was tired of just living day by day without knowing what happiness was.

Sayun held the bamboo box tightly, and Yuhee smiled brightly at her.

Sayoon thought while facing that smile.

He gave me an ‘opportunity’ to give back to myself.

Is there a way to express this gratitude to the person who sent me that letter? Called.

***

A few days have passed since I entered this world and lived as ‘Jewol’.

There was no particular problem in living.

It’s not particularly difficult to run a commercial association.

There were some people who occasionally made a fuss in the guesthouse, but it was a problem that could be overlooked with a smile.

The real truth is not like this.

I looked through the documents, extinguished the remaining tobacco butts in the ashtray, and took a sip of the bitter tea. Light enters the mind along with the feeling of relaxation in the mouth.

“Hmm… Send this one to Cheongryu Sanghoe. And there’s a problem with the guest’s food. To further improve the quality of materials.”

“Yes.”

The subordinates leave the room to follow instructions.

I put the golden and silver coins that were on the table into the safe.

Yuwol had a lot of money. Much more than I thought.

But even so, there was no intention of increasing the amount sent to Sayoon.

okay. The only allowance I send her is a small amount of silver per week.

Anything more than that will not be sent unless something special happens.

What I, we want, is for Sayoon to enjoy happiness and become strong, not to be swayed by money.

Although she says crying in a Mercedes Benz is better than crying on a bench, excessive money only becomes a burden to her.

Hongseongmun will pay for things you really need, so it would be better to just send them enough pocket money to buy snacks and snacks every now and then.

Additionally, there was a high possibility that excessive support would turn her into a ‘hae-joo-chung’.

I recalled seeing Sayun heading to Hongseongmun with her sisters out the window a few days ago, carrying the sweets she bought at the store.

Her smile, created by just one hermit, was the beautiful, happy smile we all hoped for.

Of course, this was much better than approaching someone directly and trying to become a secret friend and getting caught in the government office.

Even our 50 million Sayundan members would have been happy if they had seen that smile, blushing bright red.

“Phew…”

I shook my head, remembering that smile, and sat down at the desk again.

I can provide this kind of trivial happiness, but becoming stronger must be achieved by Hongseongmun, her shrine.

To that extent, it can be said that preventing Hong Seong-moon’s extinction is an essential requirement for making Sayun the main character.

Of course, I plan to provide a little help in the meantime.

“No problems yet…”

I looked into the situation at Moorim over the past few days.

The Iron Bloods have not yet appeared, but their movement creates chaos.

For example, the number of monsters increases.

For example, the movement of thieves becomes more active.

The world was gradually becoming confused by such events.

But don’t worry.

Because the important thing is Sayoon.

When I lit the fire again at the beginning of the year, thinking about what I had to do next.

A man dressed in black appeared outside the window.

“Hmm?”

It was a postal inquiry. I didn’t call you today?

When I was puzzled, he politely handed me the document and spoke carefully.

“The recipient requested information about you but did not provide it.”

“Good job.”

“Then he asked me to pass this along… If you wish, I will dispose of it from next time.”

“No. It doesn’t matter. Please bring it.”

Although it is an unexpected situation, it is not a bad thing.

I tapped the letter and the letter on the post office disappeared as quickly as it had appeared.

I turned my eyes to the book in my hand.

The words written on the old, rough envelope containing the letter are:

‘Hong Seong-moon’s disciple Sayun is sending this to his benefactor.’

It was a fairly small and round piece of writing.